Sitting here in this cold dark room, surrounded by smiles,
but none meet their eyes.
Nothing but lies, false accusations of the truth.
Watching my life, dreams, and friends crumble down all around me.
Well no, not my friends, i'm surrounded by their happiness,
by their dreams coming out from the dark,
coming out of hiding.
Reading of things i don't even care for, not that i have a choice.
Welcome to the teenage years, forced to do things you don't want,
to be something you never dreamed of,
to be someone you never dreamed of.
So i keep trying, keep begging,
down on my hands and knees,
hoping, begging, and crying for it to happen,
or to end. Whichever works out better.
Just so sick of everyone, the shit that somehow crosses their minds,
and comes out their mouths.
Hating the teenage population as a whole,
And yet dreading the day when i'm no longer apart of it.
Rumors, lables, and gossip, its all just a load of shit.
You're an emotional little girl they'd say, it doesn't mean a thing,
get your act together and get over it.
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